Versatile Mage: Get the Desert Emperor clone at the start

Chapter 160 Powerful Healing Abilities

As Lanxi's "Purifying Sea and Sky Curtain" completely purified the poisonous fog in the valley, Lingling could no longer suppress her anxiety.

"Sister! Sister! Are you in there?" Lingling's voice was urgent.

Qingning quickly stepped forward and gently pulled Lingling behind her: "Step back." She raised her hands, her palms glowing with a blue light. With a soft shout: "Wind Erosion - Rock Breaker!", the entire hillside crumbled layer by layer in the whirlwind, like a sand sculpture weathered for thousands of years.

Amidst the swirling dust, the seven-colored peacock king's wings unfurled in time to protect everyone.

When the dust settled, they saw the horrific scene inside the hill—in a corner, three figures lay dying, huddled together.

The familiar figure on the outermost edge made Lingling's breath catch in her throat—it was her older sister, Leng Qing.

The once dashing elites of the Inquisition now huddle in the crevice of the rock like broken dolls.

Her long hair was stuck to her cheeks with bloodstains, and her originally fair skin had turned a sickly grayish-white. The most shocking sight was the right half of her body—from her neck to her ankles, every inch of her skin was a strange bluish-black, covered with festering wounds, and in some places, you could even see the white bone.

But what is most heartbreaking is her once sharp, eagle-like eyes—her right eye is now completely covered by a grayish-white membrane, and the pupil has dilated.

Her lips were dry, cracked, and purple, and each weak breath brought out a trace of blood.

The other two were less skilled in magic than Leng Qing, and they had already lost their breath.

"Sister!" Lingling quickly walked to Leng Qing's side.

Having experienced the pain of her father's death, that familiar sense of despair washed over her again, making her tremble all over.

However, Lingling's little hand just hovered in mid-air without touching her. Although she was worried, she did not lose her mind. If she touched her, she would also be infected by the poison.

Qin Xiaonan had never seen Lingling like this before—this genius girl, who always acted like a little adult, now had tears in her eyes, her thin shoulders trembling uncontrollably, and she had become a panicked little girl.

"Leave it to me," Qin Xiaonan said in a deep voice, placing his hand on her shoulder.

His hands emitted a soft, healing light, unlike the ordinary milky-white light of healing lights; this light was interspersed with tiny golden specks.

When the light enveloped Leng Qing, those golden stars seemed to come alive, automatically seeking out the most severe wounds.

Leng Qing's eyelids trembled slightly, and she slowly opened them.

Her left eye remained clear, and when she saw Lingling and Qin Xiaonan in front of her, she managed a weak smile.

She tried to speak, but found that her throat had been eroded by toxins, and she could only make a faint breath.

Lan Xi slowly stepped forward.

She gently raised her slender, jade-like fingers, and two crystal-clear blue droplets gathered at her fingertips. The droplets emitted a soft and sacred light.

He then carefully dripped the liquid onto Leng Qing's dry, chapped lips.

In an instant, a miracle happened.

The toxins melted away like ice and snow before the two blue teardrops.

Leng Qingqing's dark skin regained its color at a visible speed, the poison gas at the edges of the festering wound dissipated, and even the grayish-white membrane on her right eye began to peel off piece by piece, revealing her originally clear pupil.

Lingling stared wide-eyed, her mouth slightly agape, at the scene in disbelief.

She knew Lan Xi was exceptionally strong, but the powerful detoxification ability before her was completely beyond her comprehension.

As a master hunter, she had seen countless rare and precious antidotes, but never one with such an immediate and effective detoxification effect. Lan Xi's true identity is a princess of the deep-sea mermaid clan. Although she has taken human form, with Qin Xiaonan's assistance, her primordial power has not only not weakened, but has become even stronger than before.

Mermaid tears are the purest antidote in the world, capable of neutralizing all poisons; this is the most precious secret of the deep sea.

At the same time, Qin Xiaonan's healing magic also underwent a qualitative change.

Within the healing light of his palm, the previously scattered golden starlight suddenly connected, transforming into dazzling ribbons of starlight that flowed ceaselessly within Leng Qing's body. This was no ordinary healing magic; rather, it was the power of his clone, Soraka, that he had activated.

Leng Qing felt an unprecedented warm current surging through her body. Wherever it passed, her numb nerves were reawakened and her depleted blood vessels were replenished.

What shocked her even more was that the once-dry Magic Galaxy was rapidly restored as if it had received a timely rain, and was even more abundant and surging than in its heyday.

This healing effect, which simultaneously repairs both the physical body and magical energy, completely overturned her understanding of healing magic.

“This is…” Leng Qing’s voice had also fully recovered.

In less than fifteen minutes, Leng Qing was able to sit up on her own.

She flexed her wrists, feeling the surging magical energy within her, and could hardly believe that she had just been on the verge of death.

"Sister!" Lingling could no longer hold back and buried her face in Leng Qing's arms. All her strength crumbled at that moment.

Leng Qing gently stroked Lingling's hair, feeling her sister's warm tears soaking her clothes.

She looked up at Qin Xiaonan and Lan Xi, her eyes, which had just regained their clarity, swirling with complex emotions—the relief of surviving a disaster, gratitude for being saved, and an unfathomable grief, as all the members of the Tribunal who had come with her had perished.

Thank you.

She glanced at Lan Xi, then at the still-present healing light in Qin Xiaonan's palm, deeply aware of the weight of this kindness.

Qin Xiaonan simply shook her head: "Sister Leng Qing, you're too kind. I'm just glad you're alright."

After saying that, he turned and walked away, leaving the two sisters to their own devices.

“Qing Ning,” he called, his voice carrying an undeniable command, “go and bring back those who ambushed the Inquisition.” He paused, then added, “I want them alive. I can’t let them die so easily.”

Qing Ning sensed a long-lost murderous intent in Qin Xiaonan's eyes.

Since arriving in Shanghai, he has gotten along very well with the people from the Qingtian Hunting Grounds, and Leng Qing has also taken good care of her.

I trusted him completely during my trip to Hangzhou.

Seeing the shocking wounds on Leng Qing's body and the extremely anxious Ling Ling, anger flared in his eyes.

“Yes, sir.” Qing Ning’s voice was crisp and cold.

He then stood up, transformed into a golden ray of light, and disappeared from Qin Xiaonan's sight.

After a while, Leng Qing walked out with steady steps, looking completely refreshed.

She changed into a clean court uniform, the silver-gray collar fluttering gently in the breeze. Her face, now flushed, looked exceptionally heroic.

"Thank you, Xiaonan," Leng Qing said again.

Then he turned to look into Qin Xiaonan's eyes and said, "You're really hiding your true abilities."

(End of this chapter)